The maple leaves on the road fell to the ground.
It looks orange.
I like walking on it.
It feels like a carpet.
Because I like carpets, but my family doesn't.
Autumn is the season for migratory birds.
Once, I saw a flock of seagulls migrating on the top of a city building.
Some of them chased after the team.
But the pigeons and crows in front of the door
They never migrate.
Because they like fast food.
There is a blue sky in autumn.
The sky is high.
Maybe the autumn sky is open.
Maybe it's a summer storm.
Rest assured